My dad left the oil fields and cattle country of Oklahoma in 1942 to work in the shipyards of San Francisco Bay. He took his mother, two younger brothers and sister with him and since he was the head of his household, at eighteen years of age, he wasn't drafted into the army; but he did serve the war effort by working 8 - 10 hours, 7 days a week, for a number of years in those shipyards.
In 1944 he sent for my mother to leave her job as a riveter in an aircraft plant in Oklahoma City, to travel to Oakland and marry him. She wasted no time leaving and arrived in the rain on a troop train carrying troops to Oakland to ship out to the Pacific.
I was born in 1946.
I've been thinking about how to take some of the items we have of Dad's to commemorate him, and this is only a preliminary sketch of some ideas I have. This may be all it ever gets, so I wanted to go ahead and post it, just in case.
ink in sketchbook